My Home Wagga

I live in a great town
with big, white puffy clouds.
I live where you can hear planes soaring over my house
in all directions, one at a time.
My home Wagga.

I live where there’s a drought
with no crops from farmers.
We really hope that we’ll get
really wet rain.
My home Wagga.

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